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  • C-Walk
  • Who Ride Wit Us
  • We Can Freak It
  • Trylogy
  • Girls All Pause
  • I Call Shots
  • Ho's A Housewife
  • Represent Dat G.C.
  • Loose Cannons
  • Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha
  • Welcome Home
  • Ya Can't Trust Nobody
  • Your Gyrl Friend
  • On, Onsite
  • Neva Gonna Give It Up
  • Tequilla
  • Step Up
  • It Ain't About You
  • At It Again
  • Space Boogie
  • Callin' Out Names
  • Intro
  • That's Gangsta
  • Yessir
  • It's A Set Up
  • Fresh
  • This One's For U
  • Riot In The Club
  • Play My Cards
  • Game
  • Sunshine
  • Make Some Noize
  • On Da Grind
  • Ask Yourself A Question
  • Put That On Something
  • Can't Let That Slide
  • Lay It On Back
  • Hate On Me
  • It's Over
  • Light Shit Up
  • On Site
  • Gangstas
  • Kuruption
  • Blast Off (Intro)
  • Anarchy 87
  • Its Over
  • Live On The Mic
  • No Feelings
  • Stalkin'
  • I'm Burnt

(Kurupt talking (Kurupt talking in the background))

*Sniffs (2x)* *coughs (4x)* *sniffs (2x)* (ahh shit) *sniffs (2x)*
Yo! Yo man! *sniffs (2x)* *puffs on a joint* *coughs (4x)* (?)
Yo! Yo I got a message for all y'all motherfuckers mad at shit
'Cause now I'm mad at shit
Got niggas smokin' a whole motherfucken' dope-sack of some doja
Y'all know what I mean?
Shippin' motherfucken' shipments of some bomb-ass weed
Yo check it! Fuck all y'all fake-ass, mad 'cause nobody don't love y'all
Secretly dingy-ass, 500, 000 sold-ass, bitch-ass, funny style-ass
Goofy, dusty, dirty, punk-ass motherfuckers
Gangster nigga! (*laughing*)
To all the homies (for the gangsters, for all the homies)
No bitch-ass niggas allowed (no, uh-huh)
No bitches allowed (we goin' do it like this)
Kurupt, Young Gotti (nigga), check it out

(Verse 1: Kurupt (Kurupt talking in the background))

Gangster, gangster, I'm a G from the D,
That's what the riders see (uh-huh)
I'm a get a quarter-mil, quarter-inch with the deal
Come through, grey and blue, I'm a show you what I do
Where I hang the shit, Dogg Pound Gangstaville
In the cut, nigga what
I'm a slip through, if you trip, I'm a trip too
Get a bitch to strip till the homie's dick through (oh, come on now)
Got my nigga Slip too (what up Slip!?)
And I got a whole eighth of weed,
And that's all we need (*puffs on a joint* *coughs*)
Till we hit the next spot, 'cause when I flew in
(What, what?), I knew it's 'bout to be a G'd- up reunion (gangster!)
Ain't no words to express this song
'Cause one day you're here, and the next you're gone
This goes out to the homies (?),
And this is straight from the heart and true
And this one's for you
...

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